(Supposed to be doing homework...shhh...don't tell the husband ;) )
Went to the pumpkin patch today, took a lot of photos (to come), and..... PICKED A SPIDER OFF OF ANDY'S HEAD (wooo....screaming....got scared, sorry).... I was ever so calm and said "ew babe, a spider." I then picked the spider off of his head, had it in between my fingers, realized I was holding a spider, began to scream and say "Oh, Oh, Oh, I am holding a freakin' (yes, my version of a bad word,and I do actually use it) spider!" Promptly threw the spider and then ran around like the girl I am, in complete disgust. I then reminded Andy of the love I have for him... because I wouldn't pick a spider off of just anyone.
Funny? I think not.
Back to homework.